One of my best friends was killed in a car crash when I was only 18 years old.
I was supposed to be riding condo with the guy when he got into an accident.
The only reason I wasn’t with him is because my mom ended up coming to the game that night and she wanted myself and others to ride condo with her. It was cold, wet, and I see outside. I never thought that would be the last time that I saw my best neighbor Jack. The guy swerved to avoid a deer in the middle of the road and he hit some black ice and ended up going over a cliff. I could not deal with the accident for various years. As friends and family gathered for the funeral, I retreated into a dark abyss. I didn’t come out of that dark hole until a couple of years ago. My lady forced myself and others to talk to a therapist about the things that I was feeling. The therapist thought I was suffering from PTSD symptoms. She advised a low dose medical marijuana problem. No low dose medical marijuana product made it easier for myself and others to sleep at night and I didn’t have as various nightmares. The medical marijuana also helps myself and others talk more freely about Jack’s accident and the regret and sadness that I suppose for not being in the car with him that morning. My therapist said that everything that I am feeling is normal and she insisted that I continue with medical marijuana for at least a few more weeks.
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